Friday, March 27, 2009
Brick Stairs Meet Bum
Hello you beautiful people you.
Today I am hobbling around as I bruised my booty and left elbow last night. What ha-ha-happened was: I was trying to make a glamorous entrance into a super duper cool basement bar near Gare Central called La Porte Noir. As I was cautiously descending the steep brick staircase into the dungeon, I slipped and down I went. They had to be brick. Of course I laughed it off like a champ.
The scene brought to mind the Ellen Degeneres bit where she discusses our tendency to laugh when embarrassed, no matter how much pain we may be experiencing. "Where is my eye? Ha ha…I can't find my eye. Ha." Luckily I was with a couple of pals who helped me up and picked up the magazines that had flown about.
James, an editor of a local magazine Kimberley writes for, Colin, and I went to La Porte Noir after bowling in a league nearby for the entire evening. It was great fun but I was definitely playing amongst greatness. I lagged behind by 80 points for the majority of the night. Effort was put forth I tell you. There was a great group of folks, and it was a laugh. We lost by the way.
Tomorrow Kimberley, John, and Chloe head to the States for a few weeks. It's a good thing I will be keeping busy with my new job and trying to fill up my agenda. So it will just be Millie and me hanging out. She is probably the coolest cat in the world.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Small Country, Grande Baguette
Uh oh folks…I know some of you will cringe when you hear this (Nini), but I believe I am beginning to fall in love with this strange city of Brussels (Bruxelles). My pals and I back in St. Pete are pretty well versed in Belgian beer thanks to Dan and Colleen at the Independent bar. However, many unique flavors can be found if one is daring enough to look in Belgian food, architecture, shopping, music, etc. For those of you who are as clueless about Belgium as I was before arriving here I have provided a map:
There she is...she's a bute ain't she? So there I am job hunting and exploring in Brussels. If I knew how to draw in a stick figure I would. Guess you will just have to use your imagination.
As you can clearly see Belgium is positioned between France, Germany, and the Netherlands. Therefore, it has a nice blend of Bavarian, French, and Dutch cultures.
Brussels is actually a dual language city comprised of both French and Flemish. All of the signs in the city are given in both languages. However, French is the most used language in Brussels. English would probably come in second.
So I have lots more to discuss however I have grown weary and need some R&R.
But first here is a taste of how well I have been eating. Notice I am absent from these photos. I am trying to hide the evidence on my chubby cheeks of over a month of non-stop bread, cheese, and chocolate. Kimberley has also been feeding me wonderful home cooked meals. When she leaves I am going to have to whip out the children's cookbook.
Bisoux
Brussels 003
Oh and this was my appetizer...wow I ate a lot that night. This was incredible. It was a bit like fondue on the inside w/shrimp and fried on the outside. Mouthwatering.
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